Now, in this digital age, i sit with a bunch of nothing on dvd's, staring at another piece of plastic and pushing pixels around with non-existent "tools" till the vessels in my eyes start to seep. And through those burning eyes, those portals into the bad-sectored, read-write media that is my brain, i see it. I see what i've been seeing all along. IT, US, WE. We are all just trying to exist on this, thinly dusted-with-life globe that spins in this vast 2nd grade classroom we call the universe. We wake up, dust off the night and step boldy out onto this pin-prick of a planet as it whirls like a top through so much nothing. Dancing like ballerinas unaware of the stage, it just seems so ridiculous, I just have to make pixels of it, and share it. And hopefully make a living of it. So i too can spin like a top till my spin is gone and someone else gets to bleed from the eyes as they sift through the plastic and pixels of my life or just toss it in the recycling bin and let someone else take the spin.

I can't see myself doing anything else, i've tried and i've come full circle back into the loving arms of photography.